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Jan 2014
I apologize for relying so heavily on you
I’m sorry for the times I put on or withdrew
I don't like being confused about what to say
I heard people talk, but whatever, who were they
Nobody could tell me what we we're worthy of
I don't get it, I was just trying to feel the love
Like there was a form of it that really existed
Affection is either conditional or twisted
I'm hurt but I know our time together wasn't in vain
Out of the blackest earth grows the finest grain
I hope you remember me in the years that come
And think of me sometimes when you drink your ***
Leila
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Leila
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